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Apr. 26th, 2015 06:52 pmWho: Bitterblue and Doctor Alexander Price (scales_and_silence)
What: Bitterblue is out for a midnight walk away from her entourage – to get some peace and quiet – and stumbles across someone dressed rather strange
When: Night
Where: Eastern mountain range of the country of Monsea
Rating/Warnings: Probably low
The royal camp sat at the foot of the mountain, a mile back from the entrance to the under-mountain caves linking the country of Monsea with the country of Dell on the other side of the impassable range.
The receiving party was there to escort the Leinid Prince Skye back to Bitterblue City where his father (King Ror of Leinid) was waiting for him to report his experiences. The past few months Skye had been in the land of their (Monsea and Leinid’s) new allies, the Dellians, serving as the Leinid representative. He would have fantastic stories to tell everyone, Bitterblue was only slightly jealous.
She would travel under the mountains someday.
It was silly for Queen Bitterblue to be there with the receiving party, but with all her friends in the lands to the north or west or east these past months she was desperate to welcome one back into her country. She had insisted on going with And she missed Skye dearly and taking two days away from her tower office and the stacks of paper on her desk would not throw the kingdom into disarray now that her ministries were staffed with trustworthy men and women.
The moon was too new and shy to shine tonight, leaving that duty to the dusting of stars above, and though beautiful, they did not illuminate the way before Bitterblue on her midnight walk. The ground was shrouded in shadows and dark mystery, refrozen due to the early spring cold. But the young queen picked her way carefully, stepping cautiously.
Perhaps she should go back to the camp lights some distance off, but she had her Leinid Guard trailing her (the only reason she was allowed out in the first place), she felt safe in this remote corner of her country.
She paused, looking at the camp, feeling a swell of love for the people that she served and then turned back to her walk.
But as she turned, a large, man-shaped shadow rose up before her and out of shock she called out and stumbled back.
What: Bitterblue is out for a midnight walk away from her entourage – to get some peace and quiet – and stumbles across someone dressed rather strange
When: Night
Where: Eastern mountain range of the country of Monsea
Rating/Warnings: Probably low
The royal camp sat at the foot of the mountain, a mile back from the entrance to the under-mountain caves linking the country of Monsea with the country of Dell on the other side of the impassable range.
The receiving party was there to escort the Leinid Prince Skye back to Bitterblue City where his father (King Ror of Leinid) was waiting for him to report his experiences. The past few months Skye had been in the land of their (Monsea and Leinid’s) new allies, the Dellians, serving as the Leinid representative. He would have fantastic stories to tell everyone, Bitterblue was only slightly jealous.
She would travel under the mountains someday.
It was silly for Queen Bitterblue to be there with the receiving party, but with all her friends in the lands to the north or west or east these past months she was desperate to welcome one back into her country. She had insisted on going with And she missed Skye dearly and taking two days away from her tower office and the stacks of paper on her desk would not throw the kingdom into disarray now that her ministries were staffed with trustworthy men and women.
The moon was too new and shy to shine tonight, leaving that duty to the dusting of stars above, and though beautiful, they did not illuminate the way before Bitterblue on her midnight walk. The ground was shrouded in shadows and dark mystery, refrozen due to the early spring cold. But the young queen picked her way carefully, stepping cautiously.
Perhaps she should go back to the camp lights some distance off, but she had her Leinid Guard trailing her (the only reason she was allowed out in the first place), she felt safe in this remote corner of her country.
She paused, looking at the camp, feeling a swell of love for the people that she served and then turned back to her walk.
But as she turned, a large, man-shaped shadow rose up before her and out of shock she called out and stumbled back.
